Tank asked me "Can you keep up heals?" after first boss, which I took negatively, because you know, pugs. And everyone had run away before the boss dropped loot, so I looted (because I can't help it). But really, as I've said before, can't judge tone through type. He was actually asking if I could keep up. He was just chain pulling massive groups of mobs in Temple of the Jade Serpent.

Right before the Lorewalker Stonestep encounter, LoS issues as he ran around corners and down stairs, and I don't know how many mobs, seemed like at least a dozen, I was actually amazed that no one died! He said "Epic Heals". Wow, yay!

Afterwards, in the courtyard, before the Liu Flameheart encounter, he pulled everything, but only poor Viag died. (This was due to too many purple puddles with melee standing in the middle of, and Viag's daughter playing with his phone irl.)

That's when I got this:

"Pro", did you see that? Haha, WOOT!

Octavien did his little, internal dance of joy.

Then, right at the end before the group disbanded, I screen capped this one too for posterity.

This shot evokes very smooth jazz ballads in my mind. Anou just finished putting her book down. she took off her shoes because they were wet with rain, and snuggled into a cozy bed at the inn she and Korgak were staying at. A tropical bird perches in her windowsill to avoid the downpour.

Dagrin. How could Anou possibly truck him for a new imp? For a new family of demons? Impossible. But curiosity made my mischievous Warlock set a talent point in the Grimoire of Supremacy to see what these new demons would look like.

WHA?! Where's Dagrin?!

No, no, no, no, no. No slobbering on my papers.

I call upon you, Shivarra!

Aah. The strong, silent type.

There you have it then. Fiz'tok, Bragrogg, Delersia and Kiltrax. Not bad names, either. They talked back too much, so Anou dust-of-disappearanced them back to the twisting nether to resume work with her charming Dagrin.

The information is still very varied with regards to Warlock pets and the destruction specialization, so for now Anou will keep things as they are and work on it when MoP launches—Arthas knows she'll have enough time on her hands when she hits level 90!

As everyone knows, today was Pirate's Day. I have never done the whatever-special-things-in-Azeroth on this particular day, namely because I never realized it only lasted one day. I know, there's not much to do really, but I felt special none the less getting Anou in on the fun.

Obviously, today called for one of Anou's many pirate costumes. I squealed my excitement in vent (rather loudly might I add) prompting Teniah to invite me to group with him so we could get it done together! Anyway, he's all in the know about this stuff, so I was lucky to have him to rely on...

Teniah: "That be a mighty sharp blade, lass!"

Achievement!

Teniah: "Aye, Cap'n, that grog certainly does the trick!"

(Teniah didn't really say all those things, I just like knitting stories together.. /wink )

He was such a sweetheart, waiting patiently at least twenty minutes for me to get the snapshot *just so*. Thank you, Ten. ;)

With my new outfit-buff on I decided to fly around Stranglethorn on the Headless Horseman's Mount, which seemed to fit the get-up, and I ended up in the staging area for Zul'Gurub. This spot reminds me of Teniah every time because we used to farm the dungeon up until its revamp for Cataclysm. We spent many a happy moment in there, giggling and killing, crossing our fingers for the Tiger Mount to drop.

Anyway, it's really nice in there when there are no mobs to harass you...

Tropical Jungle

Beautiful Waterfall

Ultimately, I found another great spot, and Anou decided she was Captain Jack Sparrow in his misadventures on the Isla de Muerta, where he watched from the shadows as Barbossa preached to his men:

"Gentlemen, the time has come! Our salvation is nigh! Our torment is near an end. For years we've been tested and tried, and each man jack of you here has proved his mettle a hundred times over and a hundred times again! Suffered, l have! Punished, we were, the lot of us. Disproportionate to our crime! Here it is! The cursed treasure of Cortés himself."

The parrot made a lot of noise in the cave, which was ultimately Anou's downfall. She would have summoned her Darkmoon Monkey, but really, Barbossa was the one with the mutinous monkey, wasn't he?

One day, there was Anou, minding her own business, when all of a sudden, Meyana fancy-pants whispered her. "You are my WoW wife and Darger is my WoW hubby," she stated, matter of factly. "We should have a wedding."

If there's one thing you ought to know about Mey, it's that she has to do everything five minutes ago. And she has a 150% mount, so she can never get there fast enough. Therefore, when she decides something needs doing, people must fly around the world and summon her while she complains in vent about it not being fast enough. (Hehe.)

Well, being the WoW fashion type, Anou was quick to suggest outfits and accessories, and in vent, Pally, Darger and I were brainstorming the perfect location for this impromptu wedding. Taint logged in, slightly out of breath, for having been ordered onto the game "Now!" by Mey. Hahaha.

The Horde unfortunately doesn't own any beautiful cathedrals, only decrepit ones. But we are Blood Elves—well, except Darger—we deserve beauty and luxury! Gallywix's Pleasure Palace it was, then, and we all waited for Taint as he put together his 'toons outfits. Figures we'd be waiting for a guy playing a girl 'toon. Oh, the irony.

The ceremony official never showed—never trust a Goblin—so no vows were said, but a few great snapshots were taken and then the party started.

Welcome to Savage Darkness, post raid, post content, end expansion, with pockets full of boredom at the near end of a to-do list. What can I say, we followed the rabbit into Wonderland. Or something like that...

Darger and Meyana, awesome as always, humored me with their Asian-inspired wardrobes one morning this week. Darger found a large gong that fit the theme and I used my Have Group Will Travel for the last time to summon <Meyana, The Slacker>.